It's Saturday night. I should be out, maybe seeing a movie, or even grabbing some dinner with my fiance. But no, I'm stuck behind the computer. I think its become another limb.

This weekend sucks. It's not even really a weekend. It's me, doing work. And a lot of work. I'm here at home on my Saturday night trying to get my Race and the Law paper done. I hope to have it done sometime tonight, but that might be a pipe dream. Tomorrow I should focus exclusively on the trial. If I only had a few more days to pull everything together I'd be a lot happier.

You know the old saying "So much to do, so little time"? Well, I now know exactly what is meant by that. Sometimes there just isn't enough time to get things done. And that worries me. I can't slack off on either of these. In order to get everything done I'll probably be half asleep and drooling in my trial on Monday. I hate my life.

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What revolution are You?
Made by altern_active

I think this result is adding fuel to the fire. Rob keeps calling me a hippy, now he'll never stop.